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Post by xx. paper cut on Oct 24, 2007 17:21:55 GMT -5
Show Name: Paper Cut
Barn Name: Crimson
Age: 5 years old
Breed: Kiger Mustang
Gender: Mare
*Height: 15 hh
*Pelt Color: Buckskin
*Eye Color: Dark Brown
*Mane & Tail Color: Black
Temperment: 4
Owner: For Sale
Disipline: Eventing, Endurance, Jumping, Pleasure
Personality: She is still high strung, though not as much as before, when she was first trained and brought off the range. She is calm, but if she is ridden harshly, or if the rider isn't experienced, she will break out into a bucking fit or rampage. She can be a very sweet mare if she is treated correctly and nicely. She is very smart, and will remember those who are friends to her, and who are enemies.
History: Was brought off the range as a young filly.
Example Post:
The young mare brought her hooves off the ground, and lashed at the man in front of her. In one hand he held the rope that bound him to her. The white rope snaked from her halter and was carried in the grip of his right hand. "Settle down there!" The filly let out shrill neighs, throwing her dirty forelock into the air, bucking and kicking and rearing. She was completely out of control.
Then, all seemed to be silent for a moment. A young trainer approached the man and the tired mare. "Sir, she could have killed you! She's a mustang, and half-wild. She's dangerous!" But, the man hadn't given up on the mare. He was going to make her into a champion. To bring glory to the mustang name. He would have liked to see a couple of her foals, such a gorgeus mare. "Naw, she's just Paper Cut."
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"Shall we start, a prize mare everyone, please, bid. She will soon become a champion." |
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Post by chey on Oct 24, 2007 19:33:01 GMT -5
Opal read the history. She loved how she had a great body and had a great tone.She had the Musle for one and the looks. Opal smiled and watched the mare. She looked like she might be a tuff one but that is ok with Opal she loved changleds. She watched herself with the mare winning some championship.s Opa sat up on the fence and whistle. She wanted to get to know this mare. She knew she wanted her. She then could see that she would make a great English horse. Opal watched the mare come towared her.
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Post by xx. paper cut on Oct 24, 2007 19:58:13 GMT -5
The mare snorted, and raised her head. Her long braided mane hid her eyes. She snorted and whickered, and began to slowly trot towards the girl. Curiousity was always the downfall of a mustang. Would this be a trap? Being brought off the range, she had never forgotten her freedom, her family and friends. So, would the mare find a new family in this girl. Slowly, Crimson stretched out her gorgeus neck and sniffed at the girl's hand on her legs. |
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Post by chey on Oct 24, 2007 20:01:30 GMT -5
Opal didn't move she stood there and let her smell her. She didn't want to frigent her. She wanted the mare to get used to her so opal could come down to blow into her nose. So they could get each others scent. She smiled and watched the mare. She fell in love with this mare. She didn't care how long it too to gain trust with her she would stay by her side."Hey Girl, how are we today? Im not going to hurt you. I want to be your friends..I promise". She said as she climb down the fence.
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Post by xx. paper cut on Oct 24, 2007 20:08:06 GMT -5
Crimson snorted and backed a couple steps. Her black legs shone in the distant sun. Her coat seemed reddish in the light. She looked beautiful, but like a mustang. She had been wild, but had been able to trust. Slowly, the mare continued forwards and sniffed at the girl's hand again, this time nudging it with her nose. She heard the words coming from the human's mouth, and nickered softly. A mustang, and a girl. Would this work out like it should? The mare took another step forward, and eyed her with dark brown eyes. |
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Post by chey on Oct 24, 2007 20:12:01 GMT -5
Opal smiled and bent down slowly and blew in her nose. She want the mare to get to know her. She then looked at the mare in the eyes and could tell her history. She could see the mustang mare still wild where she used to live. She smiled and said"Hey girl, I will never hurt you, I PROMISE"opal said that and she ment it. She said it in a nice tone that meant love and trust. She went to her pocket and said"Do you licke carrots or apples because I got both". She smiled at her and loved this mare. She didn't care what the mare though she jsut wished that a mustang and a girl could be one with the wild hearts. To compate and be wild!
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Post by xx. paper cut on Oct 24, 2007 20:14:32 GMT -5
The wilderness still lived inside of the mare, but it would take work to work as partners. As Opal blew into Crimson's nose, she snorted and back up, throwing her head with a whinny. Such a strange scent. But, the mare could feel the warmth in the human's voice and she inched fowards again. She nudged the girl's pocket, as she could smell carrots in there. A wild heart found a new love. |
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Post by chey on Oct 24, 2007 20:17:04 GMT -5
Opal smiled and said"Easy girl...Im sorry". She didn't mean to scare her. She them smiled when she came back up to get a carrot. She smiled and then took the carrot out of her pocket. She had a long carrot but it grew shorter when she ate it so when it was short she would have to trust her to eat the rest. She knew the mare found a human friend. She couldn't wait to buy her and become trust wit her.
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Post by chey on Oct 24, 2007 20:20:22 GMT -5
Opal smiled and said"Easy girl...Im sorry". She didn't mean to scare her. She them smiled when she came back up to get a carrot. She smiled and then took the carrot out of her pocket. She had a long carrot but it grew shorter when she ate it so when it was short she would have to trust her to eat the rest. She knew the mare found a human friend. She couldn't wait to buy her and become trust wit her.
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Post by xx. paper cut on Oct 25, 2007 21:06:46 GMT -5
Crimson chomped merrily on the carrot, enjoying its savory taste. Bits of carrot blew from her lips, and her eyes left the human for a moment to finally take the last of the carrot. She pulled it quickly from the human's grasp and turned about and trotted off three meters away. Then, she lowered her head to graze, her long black mane sliding down her glossy neck. This was the mustang's way of acceptance. She allowed the human to watch over her while she ate. She was not on the alert anymore. She needed a protector, and found one.
That was what a true friend was. |
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Post by chey on Oct 31, 2007 13:02:35 GMT -5
Hannah smiled and said"Be right back girl". She walked away and then found the owner and paid for the mare and came back and said"Girl are you ready to go home?" She looked at her new mare and smiled. She would grow a tight bond with her and let no one hurt her at all.
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Post by xx. paper cut on Oct 31, 2007 15:49:24 GMT -5
The mare simply watched as the girl dissappeared from view. She nickered when she saw the exchange of money. It was a transfer, and she knew it well. The mustang watched as the girl seemed to reach towards that black halter that was upon Crimson's face. She allowed her to touch it. She whickered, brought her head up and walked along next to her new human. |
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Post by chey on Oct 31, 2007 17:43:10 GMT -5
A big buff of air came up and any horse could smell it...it was wild horses. Hannah let go of The mares halter fast. She could smelled it. She didn't want to be in the way of the mare when the wild horses ran past the town. This was there trade mark.
The stallion and his 2 mares and foals ran past. They were running for humans. He was not going to let anyone touch his foals or mares. He stopped at saw another mare and reared up at her and then ran off.
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Post by xx. paper cut on Nov 2, 2007 16:18:55 GMT -5
It was smart of Opal to let go of the lead rope quickly. The mare pulled and danced as the ground shook with wild hooves. She neighed shrilly, her eyes locking onto the stallion's. He was wild, untamed, with a vicious temperment. She could tell. When he laid eyes on the buckskin mustang, and reared, she copied him, rearing onto her powerful back hind legs. She knew that whne he had took off with his other mares and foals, that she had not seen the last of him.
Perhaps he would steal him, get her in foal. As the previous owner had told Opal, she was a great horse, and would perhaps drop many good foals. Being a mustang however, it was up to Opal on whether or not she wanted any stallion to breed with her mare.
The mare remained a little spooked, and she sidestepped back and forth. She turned questioning dark eyes on Opal as if to say, take me home before he comes back. |
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Post by chey on Nov 2, 2007 21:16:35 GMT -5
Opal was gald to let her go. She then walked over and said"Easy girl, Im not going to hurt you remeber...nether will he."She looked at her and grabed the lead rope. Could she trust the mare to walk her out the corral? Yes she could she had too. SHe then said"Girl please don't run away from me when we walk out. I...I...Trust you" She ment it. If could talk the whole way to the trailer if she had to.. She opened the gate and said"come on girl".
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Post by xx. paper cut on Nov 2, 2007 21:21:30 GMT -5
Gingerly, the mare stepped out of the corral, ambling along with her head held high. There was no intention of running away or anything of the sort. She was sniffing around, for fear that the stallion would come back. However, with Opal, she was unusually calm and obediant. Perhaps it was going to be a bit too misleading. |
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Post by chey on Nov 2, 2007 21:24:48 GMT -5
Opal smiled and said"Good girl"She smiled and padded the neck of the mare. She could feel the great power that was instore here. SHe then looked at the trailer. SHe then walked up into the nice trailer and said"Come girl..Trust me nothing will hurt you here".
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Post by xx. paper cut on Nov 2, 2007 21:29:32 GMT -5
Here came the hard part.
Crimson was never fond of trailers. In fact, she hated them. She balked at the entrance to the trailer, planting all four feet firmly onto the ground. She shook her head angrily and neighed shrilly, showing the powerful mustang blood that ran through her veins. Her muscular fifteen hand self was not going anywhere. |
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Post by chey on Nov 2, 2007 21:33:02 GMT -5
Opal looked at her and said"Ok I will make sure the trailer is ok. This trailer was just a plain old stock trailer. She understood this mare. She was probley never been in a trailer, but only once and that was probley when she was a young filly and was forced into one. SHe then walked back to her and rubbed her head and said"Tust me, I would never put you in any harm at all. You got to trust me and I will trust you. I would never put in harms way. I promise" She walked away and jsut talked to her and then walked towared the trailer agian.
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Post by xx. paper cut on Nov 3, 2007 11:38:53 GMT -5
This time, she went willingly, snorting though. She looked fearfully at the insides of the trailer and whinnied, pawing the ground. It was a fearsome experience. The mare had been through a lot as a filly, taken away from her herd, from her family. |
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Post by chey on Nov 3, 2007 17:40:32 GMT -5
Opal then backed her out of the trailer and said"We will take one step at a time..and this is the first step. We will keep going in and out untill you are conferdable."She smiled and then walked her around a bit and then walked to the trailer agian. If she went in and that was great, but she was going to come right back out to do it agian. She will learn how to back out and gor forward in a trailer.
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Post by xx. paper cut on Nov 4, 2007 8:49:26 GMT -5
Crimson wasn't too interested in going back into that trailer, but, event though she was a little skeptical, she walked in the second time without a problem. She waited, swishing her tail in agitation, but other than that, made no move against Opal. This was unusual for Crimson. She was a high strung mare, but she was being as quiet as a lamb today. She was going into heat. Once, in heat, she would be crazy. But, it would be the best time for Opal to bond with her. |
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Post by chey on Nov 4, 2007 8:51:43 GMT -5
Opal closed the door slowly and smiled. She loved this mare and knew she would learn fast that this old rusty thing won't hurt her and it be in know she will learn to go in her horse trailer. Opal smiled and hopped in the truck and drove really slow and had her music down so she could here her mare. She just smiled and drove slow.
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Post by xx. paper cut on Nov 4, 2007 10:02:49 GMT -5
The mustang mare was silent throughout the whole ride. Though she was a little fearful inside, she trusted Opal a surprising amount. She wasn't sure how she was going to survive, or what was going to happen. Her life would take a turn for the best.
(( would you like to breed her at one time, I can always take her out of heat so you can work with her better?)) |
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Post by chey on Nov 4, 2007 22:48:38 GMT -5
Opal smiled as the got to Her knew home and then walked to the back of the trailer and opened the stock trailer door. SHe let the mare back out her self.
(Umm...it dosn't matter to me)
*Post Ended...I will make a new thread in her stall.*
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